Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 589 Accidental Encounter on Purpose (3)_1

Chapter 589: Chapter 589 Accidental Encounter on Purpose (3)_1

While they were eating heartily, a familiar figure at the door caught Chen Shimei’s attention. That figure had been by his side for several years, and he could recognize her with just a glance from the corner of his eye.

"Shi Mei, what’s wrong?" Wang Qiaoxin was just listening to Chen Shimei talk about his childhood stories when suddenly, he fell silent. Following his gaze, she instantly felt both anger and annoyance.

The woman who was speaking with the shopkeeper at the door – wasn’t that Lin Yuan?

Wang Qiaoxin was so angry she could barely hold onto her chopsticks. This little bitch, how can she be so persistent and inescapable! It was bad enough bumping into her at Rice Flower Fragrance, but now she had followed them to Fuman Building. Don’t tell her this grand restaurant, with its five branches, was also her property! She couldn’t believe that this simple country girl had the capability to manage such a big restaurant.

Compared to Wang Qiaoxin’s irritation, Chen Shimei felt a trace of relief and happiness. If bumping into her at Rice Flower Fragrance was because that was Lin Yuan’s shop, then meeting again here at Fuman Building was no mere coincidence. He knew it – with the years of friendship between them, how could Lin Yuan just forget him?

Look, she had even followed him here.

Chen Shimei couldn’t quite conceal the tenderness and smile in his eyes for a moment, which Wang Qiaoxin happened to see. Consumed by jealousy, she knocked him hard on the back of his hand with her chopsticks.

Chen Shimei, being a proud man, also had his dignity. But the burst of anger was fleeting, and upon seeing Wang Qiaoxin, he swallowed his fury back down.

Wang Qiaoxin glared at Chen Shimei fiercely before standing up and walking towards Lin Yuan.

"Has the Young Master still not returned?"

Xia Zheng had gone to his Potato Garden early in the morning, as it was said that one patch of potatoes was particularly small. While other potatoes were already as big as a man’s fist, those in that patch were still the size of little chicken eggs.

Lin Yuan, busy with the matters of Rice Flower Fragrance and the restaurant, hadn’t had the time to help him take a look, so Xia Zheng had been preoccupied with the potato business recently.

Shopkeeper Liu nodded: "The Young Master hasn’t come back yet. He seems to think those small potatoes might be poisonous, so he called the Boss away as well."

Every time Lin Yuan brought up Lao Fan, she wanted to laugh. Because of the pastry incident last time, Lao Fan had been tricked by Xia Zheng into agreeing to do three things for him. And the first of these things was to test for poison!

This had scared Lao Fan badly, not because he feared being poisoned – there were very few poisons in the world that could take him down. What he really feared was that Xia Zheng had him eating all sorts of potatoes every day, more than twenty in total! Now, just seeing a potato made Lao Fan feel nauseous.

"Those potatoes should be non-toxic, I guess. Maybe it’s just a different variety," Lin Yuan said, not having seen the small potatoes and not certain if they were as she imagined. Never mind, she would take the time to visit after the shop’s business settled down. Besides, she heard there were plenty of potatoes in that courtyard, so she could start thinking about making potato starch.

As they were talking, Wang Qiaoxin’s voice, tinged with mockery, came from behind: "Oh my, isn’t this Rice Flower Fragrance’s proprietress Lin Yuan? What brings you here today, having a meal?"

Lin Yuan didn’t need to turn around to picture Wang Qiaoxin’s expression – her nose undoubtedly turned up so high, her eyes nearly climbed atop her head.

Turning around, Lin Yuan greeted her with a smile: "It turns out to be Miss Wang, what a coincidence."

Indeed, Wang Qiaoxin held her nose up high as Lin Yuan had visualized, as if she could see the disdainful toxic fumes spouting from her nostrils.